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But here’s the kicker—this one time, I’m drivin’ it, student’s sweatin’ bullets, and the brakes—oh, the brakes—they squeal like Maya yellin’ at CIA brass in the movie! “I’m the motherfucker who found this place!”—that’s me screamin’ at the Accord, “Stop, ya bastard!” Nearly gave me a heart attack, but it stopped—pretty, pretty good, I guess. Still, I’m shakin’, thinkin’, “This whore’s gonna kill me!”

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But then, bam! My phone buzzed. My mate, Jamie, texts me. “Meet me at the pier!” he says. I’m like, “Sure, mate, I’ll just teleport there.” I mean, it’s not that far, but I was in a scone-induced bliss.

MV Isle of Arran sailings cancelled as MV Alfred returns to Brodick route